Hurtin' In The Morning - Dylan Scott

Workin' on my second cold one, bar band’s blastin' out an old one

Got me ready to rock, baby, how about you?

I can tell by the way you’re groovin' to the kick drum

Ain’t much coke mixed in with your rum

Won’t be long 'til you’re kickin' off them shoes (Kick 'em off)

Dancin' like a wild child

Throwin' back shots

Keep the tab open

Baby show me what you got

If we ain’t hurtin' in the morning

We ain’t feelin' good enough tonight

If we ain’t cussin' that sunrise, baby

We ain’t doin' something right

If we ain’t hurtin' in the morning

I wanna see you shake it up on the bar, playing your chonged air guitar

I’ll holler your name with my lighter up in the air

When the band dulls up a good slow jam, I’ll hold you close and we’ll make a

plan

Call us a cab and slip on out of here (Let's go)

Find another party

Catch another groove

When the beer runs out

I got a bottle in my boot

When we open our eyes and we see the sunrise

Girl, that’s when we’ll come to realize

Heads will be thumpin', we won’t remember nothing

It’s a good night, but we’ll be hurtin' in the morning

Yeah, lookin' forward to hurtin' in the morning